329 The First Assassin (22)

"Xiaohuai, you are our pride." Mrs. Lin said with a gentle smile.

"With me here, you don't have to worry about being killed in the future."

This is what Linhuai promised.

Even the usually calm and serious old father couldn't help but curl his eyes.

In the fourth year since he came to Ye Ming Kingdom, Lin Huai no longer looked as childish as before, and gradually grew into a handsome young man as gentle as jade.

The ranking in Tiaoxian Tower is cruel, but the number one assassin is not as cold-blooded as other assassins.

Even if those who challenge the rankings every day are full of hostility, Linhuai will not use murderous means to defeat them.

"I am number one, you can challenge at any time." The slender young man jumped lightly on his toes to the top of the Tiaoxian Tower, very close to the sun. The breeze blew through the snow-colored clothes, dazzling in the sun.

Crow Feather's black hair is clean and standing upright, like an elegant and relegated immortal who is not in touch with the world, guarding a land.

The group of assassins gathered below looked up, suddenly having the illusion that the opponent would never be defeated.

His ranking is irreplaceable.

Linhuai raised his eyes to look at the sky above, his beautiful and clear eyes were slightly bright, his long eyelashes blinked meekly, and he said in a serious tone:

"But don't hurt innocent people, or I won't be polite."

Here, ordinary people without martial arts are destined to be inferior. Without any institutional protection and no money to hire experts to protect him, he lived in terror every day.

Others can't understand that since you are a high-ranking assassin, you should enjoy the happiness of being invincible, right? Why care about the weak?

The young man at the top smiled vaguely and glanced down calmly. Slender white fingers gently hold the handle of the umbrella. When the sword umbrella is opened, its surface reflects the sun's luster.

The shadow cast by him made the delicate features of his features clearer and more inaccessible. He said calmly: "You guys can come together."

In an instant, the assassins below jumped up one after another, trying to defeat the person in front of them and win the first place.

But in the next few seconds, with the sound of the wind in his ears and the sound of weapons clashing, he didn't even have time to see his action clearly because of the crowd.

Feather-like instruments flew in the air, dazzling under the light and shadow, and quickly reorganized into an umbrella, which was easily held by the young man in his hand.

Swords and umbrellas poured down, and the elegant snow-colored figure stood on the top of the tower, only revealing the beautiful petal lips and white chin.

All the figures below disappeared...

It’s the fifth year since I came to Ye Ming Kingdom.

The snow on the ground is extraordinarily deep this year. The half-slid ice from the eaves shone with a cold silver light.

The house was broken into by a group of strangers, chaotic sounds were heard, and the furnishings in the house were ruined in the chaos.

The dazzling bright red flowed slowly into the gaps in the snow.

"Pitiful……"

"He deserves it. Who made their son so high-profile?"

"The number one assassin? There are too many enemies, and your family has been implicated!"

"It is said that he offended a wealthy man and hired someone to kill his parents."

"Well, their family is pretty good, but it's a pity that they don't have any martial arts skills and their children are not at home..."

"So poor people should not mind their own business. They already have too much time to take care of themselves."

"..."

The blood is hot, but it cannot cover the ice of Ye Ming Kingdom.

The snow is very cold, but not as cold as the people in Ye Ming Kingdom.

Everything is stiff in winter, and the air you breathe seems to be solidified and a little suffocating.

Suffocated to...

When the young man came home and saw everything, his heart was so violent that he fainted due to lack of oxygen.

Money is important...right?

What about the No. 1 assassin of Ye Ming Kingdom?

It’s not like I can’t protect important people…